Sanna Legra
Orphan of Time
Every planet had it's darker side, no matter how nice it seemed or how tranquil it looked to the rest of the galaxy. Even planets such as Bothawui, the main capital for the CIS territory, was such a place you could find the more summy underbelly if you looked hard enough. Given an oppertunity like that, to be in a place where plenty of trouble could occur, Sanna was all to happy to leap into the arms of risk and take her chance.
The bar itself was the usual type of cantina, one where bad music played and cheap beer was what you'd get for any price that wasn't over 10 credits. A mix of both good and bad looking people were about, both male and female of species from human to Rodian. As the band played on some were listening to their tune while others ignored it for the chance to sully in their brewed drinks or speak with others around them.
Sanna was at the bar herself, leaning on a stool while her arms rested on the bar itself. She was dressed in something more for the occasion. A decent purple dress that showed off her shoulders and had a hole in the back for her feline tail to poke from. She was currenlty guzzling down a bit of blue milk with some added kick to it. Being that this was her first time drinking Sanna, being as rebellious as she was, didn't care for the side effects. In fact she was a bit more durable due to her Torgian roots of durability both inside and out.
After finish one glass she slammed it down and said "Hey! Bring me another. No, make it two!" before giving an obnxious laugh along with it; a clear sign of her enjoying the trouble she was likely to get into.
@[member="Silas Raan"]
The bar itself was the usual type of cantina, one where bad music played and cheap beer was what you'd get for any price that wasn't over 10 credits. A mix of both good and bad looking people were about, both male and female of species from human to Rodian. As the band played on some were listening to their tune while others ignored it for the chance to sully in their brewed drinks or speak with others around them.
Sanna was at the bar herself, leaning on a stool while her arms rested on the bar itself. She was dressed in something more for the occasion. A decent purple dress that showed off her shoulders and had a hole in the back for her feline tail to poke from. She was currenlty guzzling down a bit of blue milk with some added kick to it. Being that this was her first time drinking Sanna, being as rebellious as she was, didn't care for the side effects. In fact she was a bit more durable due to her Torgian roots of durability both inside and out.
After finish one glass she slammed it down and said "Hey! Bring me another. No, make it two!" before giving an obnxious laugh along with it; a clear sign of her enjoying the trouble she was likely to get into.
@[member="Silas Raan"]